Chapter 164

The clouds were thick, and the weather on the Paradise Lake was gloomy on this day, and the dark clouds gathered together like fat dolls, and then pressed down fiercely, as if there was another sky in the Paradise Lake.

By the lake, an old monk.

Dressed in a white monk's robe, he stood on the shore of the lake, and the breeze gently lifted his monk's robe.

Although he is already old and pale, he has the flying temperament of a young man who is not weak, which is dazzling.

But it's a little strange that when you approach him, you won't notice his presence if you don't look at it. He is like a tree, a stone, a grass...... The trance has become one with everything around it.

Silently facing the lake, leaving his back to others, he waited for a long time until the sound of footsteps behind him sounded.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, stepping on the grass, the weeds were trampled off by the soles of the shoes, and the green grass juice stuck to the uppers.

"Master Mercy, I've been waiting for a long time." The person behind him spoke, speaking in pure Chinese, without any accent.

At this time, Master Lianhua turned around, clasped his palms together, and said with a slight smile: "But it will not be long, because I am waiting for the donor, I will not be aware for a long time." ”

Twenty paces away in front of him, there was a man standing in a black robe, his hands and feet were hidden in the black robe, and there was a silver metal mask on his face.

"Your Excellency wants to kill me?"

The two glanced at each other, and the priest suddenly spoke, and two cold lights burst out from his eyes.

Master Mercy didn't change his face: "Isn't it the same for the donor." ”

The priest slowly put away the chill in his eyes and said, "Are you confident that you can kill me?" ”

"Don't talk about self-confidence, do what you can."

The priest looked at Master Mercy for a while, and his tone suddenly softened, and he spoke, as if he were talking to a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Monk, you are more than 100 years old, why bother to work hard, isn't it good to take care of your life at this time?"

Master Lianhua smiled and said, "There are still a few bones that refuse to accept old age and want to come out to move. ”

"Monk, think twice!" The priest's tone was sincere.

"It's a matter of thinking twice."

The priest squinted slightly, glanced the monk up and down, and said, "Monk, for the sake of your unsuccessful little apprentice, do you need a lot of age to come out and play with your life!" You really like this apprentice! ”

"The donor's words are wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"First, my apprentice is very competitive and very good. Second ......" Master Lianhua shook his head: "I killed you, not for him, but because...... I don't think you're pleasing to the eye. ”

The priest smiled, but did not speak. In fact, he understood the mind of Master Mercy.

The priest has always had the heart to march into China and dye his path to godhood with the blood of tens of thousands of cultivators in China. And on this road, Master Lianhua is his only obstacle, as long as Master Lianhua dies, no one in the Huaxia rivers and lakes can stop him. This time, Master Lianhua has a trip to Norway, but he is missing the slowness behind him.

"The master is so anxious." The priest paused slightly, and suddenly let out two strange long laughs: "Giggles...... I'm afraid that time is running out, and I know that death is coming, right? ”

Master Lianhua's face, which had always been calm, finally changed a little, and then, quickly calmed down, and said with a smile: "There is still some time, and I can solve some things and solve some people." ”

The priest smiled: "I also want to congratulate the master on his ascension to Elysium." ”

"I have killed too many sins in this life, and I can't go to the western sky." Master Mercy smiled.

"I want to ask the master a question, in the master's heart, is there really the West Heaven, and there are really gods and Buddhas in his heart?"

"Why does the donor ask, can the donor have heaven and God in his heart?" Master Mercy asked rhetorically.

"I didn't." The priest shook his head, pointed to the sky and the earth with one hand, and said, "Heaven and earth, I am the God of my heart." ”

"Donor, so bold and majestic, I can't compare to you."

"The master is not more humble than himself, I think you are the same in your heart." The priest looked at Master Lianhua: "I think the Buddha in the master's heart is the master himself." ”

Master Lianhua smiled, neither denied nor admitted, but said: "I and the donor are naturally incomparable, no matter the talent, temperament, or city, the donor is not comparable to my ordinary people. ”

The priest has always regarded himself as a god, and he is proud of this incident in his heart, not to mention that this compliment still comes from the mouth of Master Pihua. Although Master Pian Hua is the most hateful enemy he has encountered in his life, but, because he is hateful, he is respectable, and he still cares a lot about the evaluation of Master Pi Hua.

With his hands behind his back, he didn't feel a little fluttering in his heart. said: "There is no need to be humble in this matter, among the strangers, I can say that I am the first." And even in the world, I'm afraid I'm the first. Staring at Master Pianhua with burning eyes, the meaning of his words was self-evident.

"Your Excellency says 'I'm afraid,' which means that it may not be." Master Lihua smiled and shook his head.

"Yes or no, just give it a try and you'll know." In the silver mask, the priest's eyes shone defiantly.

"Your Excellency, please." Master Mercy reached out with a palm.

The master is lonely, but the master does not dare to be lonely. Whether it is a priest or a master of mercy, they are all people who stand at the top of this world. Characters like the two of them are unwilling to be inferior and want to compete for the first.

Aside from personal grievances, in their hearts, they both have to try each other's depths to see who is higher and who is lower. The priest's mind was about whether he could defeat Master Mercy. And Master Lianhua is indeed not long-lived, and he also wants to touch the priest before leaving this world, and have a head-on hard encounter.

The two stood opposite each other, twenty paces apart, as if there was a wind, and the wind seemed to be frozen between them. The weeds between the two of them swayed from side to side, and suddenly stood upright, trembling slightly.

Finally, there is that tension between the two, you are the taste of my life.

The priest looked at Master Lianhua's empty hands, and snorted coldly: "I know the importance of weapons to you cultivators, and if you don't use weapons with me, you look down on me." ”

Master Mercy smiled slightly, but did not say a word.

"Okay, let's take it!"

With a cold snort and a wave of his hand, two green rays appeared in the air, which was the posture of the air after high-intensity compression. Two wind blades, attacking Master Mercy Flower.

Master Lianhua pushed out his palms and forcibly connected the two wind blades, only to see his palms flying, and with his true qi, the wind blades formed by the high-intensity air compression in front of him were scattered.

"What a handsome kung fu!" The priest couldn't help but admire, and said, "You take my trick again!" ”

Shot again, a flame appeared in the air, and the flame burned, like a fiery snake, and ran towards the Mercy Flower Master.

Master Mercy Flower waved his robe, and swept the fire snake away with his true qi.

The priest struck one after another, first an icicle and then a spur that emerged from the soil. These four shots were easily dissolved by Master Mercy.

"Most of the so-called aliens can only have one ability, but I have four, which are wind, fire, earth and ice."

Master Lianhua said: "You've finished your move, now it's my turn." ”

The four moves just now are just hors d'oeuvres to test each other's strength. The real killing machine actually appeared at this moment.

Suddenly, Master Mercy's body sprang out like a wild leopard, and his body was vigorous, and he didn't look like an old man who was over 100 years old at all.

A punch came straight at the priest's face, and the priest's head quickly deviated, and then raised his foot to counterattack the master of mercy. Master Mercy lifted a foot.

Bang!

The two of them collided, and their bodies retreated at the same time, and the priest secretly felt that his feet were a little numb, and he was shocked in his heart: the cultivator really got it, and his body that he had worked so hard to temper was not able to gain the upper hand in competing with him.

The attack is like a raging storm without any stopping. This time, it was the priest who attacked.

The priest bent up and shot out like a cannonball, attacking Master Mercy.

Around the body of Master Mercy, a pale golden light appeared, this was not an illusion, this was an exact appearance.

Visualization of true qi.

This is an ability that can only be exercised after the cultivator enters the realm of supernatural powers. The true qi is dense to a certain extent, and it is visualized. This kind of ability, whether it is Ye Huan or Zhang Baifeng now, has no chance to touch.

And what Master Pianhua is now using is the magic power of Buddhism, the golden bell jar.

It does not invade into the water, does not burn into the fire, does not penetrate the knife and gun, and can avoid flying arrows.

The priest smashed his fist, and he didn't even break through Master Mercy's defense, but his wrist hurt a little.

"This old bastard, so old, is still so good, you can't underestimate him!"

Thinking of this, the priest decided not to compete with Master Pihua, which was not his forte at all. In terms of physical strength and combat skills, who can compare to a cultivator.

The priest distanced himself and unleashed his powers, and the wind howled, a white whirlwind, swept towards Master Mercy. The grass was swept away in the grass it passed, revealing the brown soil underneath.

In the midst of the howling winds, the priest continued to cast his powers, fire, wind, ice, and earth......

The visions of the four abilities converged, and at that moment, the wind blew, the stones were chaotic, the fire was burning, and the ice was urging......

In the midst of the chaos, a golden figure slowly walked out, like a little spark in the dark night.

Step by step, Master Pianhua stepped out, and at that moment his eyes were angry, and his body was full of golden light, as if an Arhat was alive.

The priest was shocked and retreated, his heart was shocked, he didn't mean to underestimate Master Pihua, but he never expected that Master Pihua would be so powerful.

Today's affairs, there is no need to be in a hurry, you have to be old and not die, and you can be afraid of this old monk if you delay time.

Thinking of this, his body rushed forward, and the direction of his escape was the long lake in front of him.

Crossing the water in the sky!

In the middle of the lake, a figure suddenly appeared, a fat figure of more than one meter and eight, holding two kitchen knives, and chopping his head.

"Old youkai, stay!"